"Damn damn damn! Fuck!" CM Punk growled. There was no way his ankle was just sprained. No this was a full on injury. It was upsetting for the world champion to have to fly back home to recoup now. Of all the times to get hurt it had to be in the middle of an amazing title reign. But at least it would give him more quality time with his girlfriend Hope. Not to mention his new roommates Evan Bourne and Jaime.
The doctor's orders were to stay off of his ankle for two weeks. This was nearly impossible for Punk to do. Every once and awhile Hope would catch him trying to get up to do something. "You can't lift that box honey. Stop that" Hope scolded him. "But I'm so bored baby....ahhhh fine I'm gonna go talk to Matt" Punk frowned. Matt, aka Evan, was also laid up with a foot injury. Punk walked into his room and instantly got suspicious. "Matthew....h-how are ya?" He asked. "Good. Just having some lunch" Evan replied. He shoved a spoon full of cheese and broccoli soup in his mouth. "You look different dude" Punk scratched his chin. "Same old me....wanna half my brownie? Jaime made my whole lunch from his old family recipes" Evan grinned. That was it! "Dude your getting chunked up! How much have you gained?" Punk exclaimed.
Evan looked at his belly and shrugged. "I haven't gained any weight. Maybe a pound or two....or five" Evan sighed. "Okay so Jaime's been cooking off the hook. Like all these fatty foods. I think he's trying to fatten me up!" "I'd say dude. And only five pounds? Seriously?" Punk's lips turned to a sly grin.
Meanwhile Hope found Jaime in the kitchen. "What are you cookin' good lookin'?" She asked. "Oh just some hamburgers I made up all by myself. Those are the ingredients over there" Jaime pointed. A brick of cheese, blue cheese crumbles and red onions lay scattered on the counter top. "Uhhh...those burgers are awful big and greasy huh?" The girl's stomach churned. "Its good though! I put the cheese, blue cheese and onion into the meat. Then Matty can add whatever he wants. Ya know lettuce, tomato...." Jaime smiled. Hope opened up the fridge to see a large cheesecake drizzled with blueberries. "I assume this is for dessert?" She asked. "Its is. You'll love it" Jaime assured her. "Uhh...I think I heard Phil calling me. Be right back" Hope ran off.
She found her boyfriend picking his old clothes from the hamper. "Your not doing the laundry!" Hope scolded him. "B-b-but I need something to do! I can't just sit here all damn day" Punk frowned. He stuck out his lower lip and began huffing. "Okay you can help fold the laundry baby" Hope told him. Punk reluctantly followed his girlfriend to the washer and dryer. "I really don't even know how to do this. I always put too much detergent in" Punk said with a blush. Hope laughed as she loaded the dryer and turned it on. "Darn it" she snapped, "its unbalanced." "What's that mean?" Punk asked. "It means the dryer is gonna be bouncing back and forth. Banging against...the wall" Hope replied. Her dainty hand patted the warm metal surface. The dryer rumbled almost vibrating her body. Punk knew exactly what was running through his girl's mind. He ripped his shirt off and began kissing her. "Babe....I wanna try something new we haven't done" Punk's eyes lit up. "But we've been together half a year. We've done almost everything....are you going to surprise me baby?" Hope closed her eyes. "Yeah that's it honey. Now take it all off and uh...hop onto the machine" Punk moaned.
Hope removed her clothes and sat across the dryer. Already she felt like crying out in ecstasy. The fact that her eyes were closed just added to the excitement. Punk got on his knees and buried his face into Hope's pussy. "Oh...oh Phil! We-We've never done this before" she gasped. Punk's tongue slid in and out of her slowly, "you like it babe?" Hope could barely answer as her nails dug into Punk's arms. "Oh Phil it feels so good baby" she managed to chock out. Punk got up with his thick hard cock in his hand. "How are we gonna do this babe? I don't know if I can stand too long" he licked his lips. "Here you sit down here" Hope got to her feet, "and I'll sit on your lap." Punk sat on the warm machine and braced himself. Hope wrapped her arms around his shoulders and sat slowly onto his cock. Just the feeling of his shaft in her pussy made her even more wet. Punk would never admit it but he felt like cumming already. Making love to Hope was like nothing he had ever experienced before. "Oh god baby I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum" he cried out. Punk let out a loud moan before his cock gushed with cum. Hope cried out as she felt Punk's shaft pulse with every shot. They kissed passionately before getting dressed.
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